Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Rising from the underground of Ark City, the complex emotions of brutality, unwillingness, grief, and anger, mixed with murderous intent, completely blew away the cumulonimbus clouds that had just regrouped and formed in the sky!

Cumulonimbus: I’m screwed too.

This ferocious murderous intent was like a maggot on the heel, spreading wherever it went. In an instant, the entire Ark City and even the entire Terra could feel it.

Inside a magnificent palace in the former royal city of Iberia.

This city, which once represented the Golden Age of Iberia and was the crystallization of the wisdom of countless adventurers, also represented the most glorious moment for the people on land. It was the royal palace built during the heyday of the entire Iberia.

Now, there are a group of marine creatures of various shapes and forms staying inside.

The slimy giant body and flexible tentacles were entangled and wriggling with each other.

Wet traces dragged and spread across the ground.

And among these twisted and squirming bodies, there is a figure that is somewhat out of tune with the surrounding style.

She was dressed in a white crown, with a huge and luxurious crown on her head. Her exquisite figure was wrapped in a white gauze coat. A golden staff was inserted into the ground, standing beside her.

It was a girl with white hair.

Once upon a time, her name was Skadi, and she was a deep-sea hunter from Agor.

Now, she has a new name.

Isamara.

The God of the Deep Sea, one of the four firstborns, and the leader of all sea heirs.

As for this Haisi's leader, I don't know if he was influenced by the original god, so he still has some selfish motives now.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked towards the direction of Ark City.

The large group shared memories and hive mind allowed her to quickly understand what had just happened.

"PhD..."

With her mouth opened, she stared in the direction of Ark City with her unfocused red pupils.

She didn't know why she had such a strong desire for this name.

She didn't know how to describe the feeling.

She reached out and touched her two baby breasts on her chest, which were still as full as before and even a little bulged due to the sea transformation. She didn't know why she did this.

It seems that by doing this, humans can feel their own heartbeats?

The thought that represented Skadi's past memories popped out of her mind in an instant.

She continued to speak.

Looks like he's about to say something.

However, before she could finish her words.

From the memories fed back to her by other Hai Si, a tyrannical and violent aura suddenly appeared!

Suddenly, Ishamara felt her brain go into chaos!

In an instant, all the Hai Si in the room became agitated!

Haisi's hive consciousness allows them to digest knowledge and what they see and hear together.

Therefore, they could feel how horrifying that terrifying aura was to Hai Si!

How is this going!

Covering her head, a faint light flashed in Skadi's eyes.

"Doctor, I'm sorry..."

Something like murderous intent is actually very metaphysical.

In Terra, there are actually quite a few people with murderous aura. Amiya has seen with her own eyes and faced opponents in person, such as Big Daddy and military leaders like Manfred, who all have murderous aura.

However, the mere existence of this overwhelming aura was enough to make the little rabbit's heart tremble!

Not to mention the national leaders in the room.

Although the one who can sit in this position is definitely not Cai Xuezhi who knows nothing, in fact many of the representatives can sit in this conference room because of their outstanding performance in the battle against Hai Si.

However, compared to the murderous aura of werewolves, which is no longer human, they are like real eyes stuck in the ground.

Nothing can be done.

You can only wait for the other side to take you away.

"Doctor!"

Therefore, among the crowd, the first person to react was naturally Amiya.

The little rabbit screamed, jumped up from the chair, turned around and rushed out.

She didn't know what this horrific murderous intent was all about.

But she knew that nothing must happen to the doctor!

With this thought in mind, Amiya rushed out almost as fast as flying.

As soon as the little rabbit got on the elevator, the communicator rang.

"PhD!"

Looking at the red logo on it, Amiya quickly answered the call, tears rolling down her eyes.

This was the first time she cried since the city gates were closed.

She had never felt that losing the Doctor was so close to her!

"Amiya, I'm fine!"

The words coming from the communicator calmed the little rabbit's heart, which was beating fast like her own.

However, before the little rabbit could continue asking questions, the doctor cut off the communication.

At this moment, Amiya also felt that the murderous intent that was surging up was stopped in an instant, as if her neck was strangled.

Placing the communicator on the table, the doctor looked at the giant wolf in front of him.

For some reason, the ferocious murderous aura was suddenly suppressed by the giant beast in front of him in an instant.

The burly wolf turned around, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Which operators are still alive in Rhodes Island now?

Also, how did those operators who died die?"

Walking across from the Doctor, Warwick spoke.

His tone was surprisingly calm, as if the murderous aura just now did not emanate from him.

"For now."

The doctor quickly reached out and knocked on the table.

Kal'tsit released the green projection and placed it in front of the two people.

On it was a series of lists written in Terra's common language, with the names of all the operators of Rhodes Island written on them. There was also a picture attached to the back, which was the operators' joining photos.

The werewolf watched carefully.

On the light screen, the names of those who are still alive are placed there normally.

And represents death.

A broken line was drawn on the name.

The werewolves looked over one by one.

The first row is the names of the vanguard operators.

The name of Texas was crossed out in it.

Behind the horizontal line, that face that was once so familiar to him was now separated from him forever.

He reached out and touched it.

The list opened, and there was some information about Texas as an operator of Rhodes Island.

He looked at the words.

There were only a few hundred words, and the werewolf spent more than ten minutes reading it, turning it over and over again.

It’s like I can’t get enough of it.

The doctor opposite said nothing, just watching the man in front of him pulling at the light screen and looking at the information about Texas.

He knew that before the werewolf spoke, any sound he made might draw the wrath of the person in front of him.

Finally, the wolf man put away the operator information entry menu representing Texas.

His hand moved downward again.

There, is the list of Warlock operators including Ifrit.

In the column for group attack warlocks, the picture of Ifrit’s first job photo still shows her holding a handful of flame and smiling cynically.

Looks carefree.

However, there was also a line through her name.

Click on the menu.

'Operator Ifrit died in the Yumen defense line in the northern border of Da Yan after setting himself on fire and melting the city.

Confirmed no chance of survival.'

The cold numbers stood there. Just a few dozen words were like a knife stabbing into the werewolf's heart.

Ifrit left him too.

That innocent little Charmander, the little Charmander who would lean on his arms and rest his head on his chest when sleeping.

Also killed in action.

The wolf man opened Ifrit's operator resume.

Watch carefully what Charmander has done over the years.

She grew up. Even without me by her side, Ifrit still grew into the person she wanted to be.

Just as she said, Lord Ifrit is super powerful.

She really did it.

Before his death, he set the city on fire and turned into flames to bury all the northern border sea heirs in the sea.

This was her most intense moment, comparable to when the Flame Demon experiment failed.

But, at that time, she was seeking destruction.

And at this time, she was doing it for protection.

Presumably, Ifrit must have been very proud at that time.

The werewolf gently touched the little man's cheek with his fingers, wanting to feel that familiar smooth feeling.

Then, the fingers passed through the light curtain.

Finally, she left.

The werewolf continued to look through the pages.

One after another.

Familiar or unfamiliar names slid across his fingertips.

Flawed light.

To the light.

Whip Blade...

Finally, he saw a strange name.

Ceob.

The name was not crossed out with a line.